![]() This wasn't purposeful, some attempt at sexualizing the event. I recall standing next to my father as we both witnessed an incredibly tall person in high heels and a mini skirt bend over in a Porta-o-Potty with the door wide open, accidentally revealing their bare buttcheeks and what appeared to be a scrotum to all. Yet, as I was young, my parents insisted on accompanying me to San Francisco on Pride Sunday. ![]() I grew up in a family where nudity was not seen as shameful, inappropriate, or as inherently sexual as it is made to be in much of the U.S. I think back to my first Pride experience when I was fifteen. For many of us, sex workers, kinksters, nudists, and BDSM practitioners are our family. Creating our own families that exist on the margins is something so many of us have had to do when our biological ones rejected us. ![]() If Pride is to be a "family-friendly" space, I would ask: for whose family? Family, for so many LGBTQ+ folks, is not necessarily two same-sex partners and their children in any traditional sense that stems from white heteronormativity.
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